Although the Human Clan now ruled the Big Dipper, there were always some who believed the Primordial Myriad Races were stronger. They not only befriended the primordial races but even went over to their side completely.
In a deadly region of the Eastern Wasteland, towering mountain ranges rose with magnificent grandeur, spanning heaven and earth and stretching in every direction, so vast that their edges could not be seen.
The landscape here was primeval and desolate, seemingly without end.
Every peak soared into the clouds, inspiring awe. Mist wreathed the mountains as though the energy of chaos permeated them, carrying the mysterious aura of the world's first creation.
Anyone flying high overhead could make out its magnificent outline, like a sleeping dragon. The countless lofty mountains and precipitous ridges resembled the dragon's spine, sprawling and coiling across the land in myriad majestic forms.
A group emerged from an ancient cave, led by Wang Chengkun, the head of the Wang family.
"Family head, to think-to think the Golden Family is connected to an ancient imperial clan from the Primordial Era! With their help, rescuing Teng'er will surely be effortless."
"Jiang Zhu's good days are over. With the Primordial Imperial Clans emerging, who knows how many there are in the Northern Region alone? He'll never again find it easy to blot out the sky with one hand."
A clan elder drew a deep breath, finding the air here especially sweet.
After they left, the ancient caves throughout the mountain range were no longer concealed. Divine Source Blocks shimmered in every cave.
At the central peak stood a peculiar immortal cave, from which an aura of the imperial Dao faintly emanated.
A mysterious aura radiated from within, and Dao Patterns like ripples on water surrounded its entrance.
"Jiang Zhu? He actually commands several